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" This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed... "
Mind - Page 403
1903
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The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside

Leigh Hunt - 1845
...soon, Getting and spending we lay waste our powers ; Little we see in Nature that is ours : We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that...like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn,...
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The Poems of William Wordsworth, D.C.L., Poet Laureate, Etc. Etc

William Wordsworth - 1845 - 619 pages
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers : Little we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This Sea that...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagan suckled in...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 pages
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers ; Little we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that...moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours, A nd are up-galher'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we ore out of tune ; It...
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The Miscellaneous Works of Thomas Arnold ...

Thomas Arnold - 1845 - 519 pages
...we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea, that bears her bosom to the moon; The winds, that will be howling...like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed out-worn...
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The Miscellaneous Works of Thomas Arnold...

Thomas Arnold - 1845 - 519 pages
...we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea, that bears her bosom to the moon ; The winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are up gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us...
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Lost and won; or, The love test, by the author of 'The maid's husband'.

Henrietta Camilla Jenkin - 1846
...late and soon. Getting aud spending, we lay waste our powers : Little we see in nature that is ours ; We've given our hearts away a sordid boon ! This...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers For this for every thing we are out of tune.' Et tu, Brute ! Prithee let me hear no more of such an uncalled-for...
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Poetry for Home and School ...

Anna Cabot Lowell - 1846
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers ; Little we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I 'd rather be A pagan, suckled...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 504 pages
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers ; Little we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that...The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gather'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us...
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The Miscellaneous Works...

Thomas Arnold - 1846 - 545 pages
...we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea, that bears her bosom to the moon ; The winds, that will be howling at all hours, And arc up.gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves...
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The Book of Poetry

Bennett George Johns - 1847 - 186 pages
...; Little we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away a sordid boon ! The sea, that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gather'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing we are out of tune ; It moves us...
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